Nothing compares to our trip

A very similar but more awful thing happened on our trip. I took the toddler while my good friend watched the sleeping baby, and we went to a pharmacy and local grocery store. In the last 2 minutes of our trip to the pharmacy he chose to scream, yell and through a huge tantrum because I wouldn't let him get a candy. Not so unusual but, apparently in this small town it was the equivalent to watching the running of the bulls occurring down main street.

I had to hold his arm so he wouldn't run, then knelt down beside him while waiting for a painfully slow cashier. He went on and on- an ancient man stopped in his tracks and stared at us in the distance until we left the store. Someone came over and tried to give the kid a bear to hold- but since he was in full rage mode he yelled and threw it. Thanks mister! I paid, we left. And walked to the next store as he sobed about candy. I couldn't stop and wait for this to end I had to get back quickly so I would talk every once in awhile to try and calm him down then ignore him for a minute and this cycled on. I put him in the grocery cart and he stepped it up a notch.

It was loud and exhausting! People stopped shopping to stare as we passed. I was working over time too be patient and calmly get him back to quiet. "Oh my god whats wrong with him" was said at some point. Right as he was calming down a man about 2 feet away from us, that apparently was at the last store too, said to our general direction "You should've just given him the candy." I made no eye contact, continued to get the item in that area then turn around and left. But the tiger started up again. You asshole! Who the fuck are you to say that. Giving in is not going to teach him anything. I mean if that is all it takes my ass will run down to Gucci and give it a try right now. Fucker! AHHHHHHHHHHH!

Then another moldy oldy was shopping around in a electric cart and was going to the same aisles we were. She seemed to be getting irritated that I wouldn't get out of her way with my maniac. She was literally looking her nose down at us- the old sour puss. She finally broke away and when we rounded a blind corner we almost ran into each other- of course she stopped looked at me and said "Almost" then went on with her old self. Her coward husband smiling behind. Bitch I should put you out of your misery right now!

This store was too much for me. In the check out line the rascal relaxed and all forms of tantrum stopped. But, I was already mortified. I felt like I was in a little New England town in the fall where something eerie was occurring but since we were not the lead characters involved knew nothing about it. Everyone was staring with dead eyes and pursed lips.

My kids, my rules- old people stay out my business! I have never seen or heard such rude people in my life. I was shocked. And proud that no one was physical harmed in this shopping experience.